Counterattack of the Cannon Fodder Chambermaid

But why not just say it directly, but use this method? Xiaohua and Dingxiang also had this thought in their minds, and they looked at each other with doubts in their eyes.

"Take it and burn it, just treat it as nothing."

As Xiao Hua spoke, she picked up the small white porcelain bowl in her hand.

"yes."

While eating, Xiaohua kept thinking about this question, and couldn't figure out why.

Nanny He definitely couldn't have given her such words for no reason. Everyone knows how difficult it is for people outside the gate of Jingtai Hall to enter, so there must be a reason.

But what is the reason?

When King Jing came back from the front yard and walked to the alleyway of Jingtai Hall, he turned his feet and walked towards the west courtyard.

"Your Highness, are you not going back to Jingtai Hall?" Fushun asked in a low voice from the side.

King Jing hasn't returned to Jingtai Palace for several days, so it's no wonder Fushun is impatient.

King Jing didn't speak, and walked forward. All the way to the west courtyard, Chunmei was about to go in to report, but was stopped by King Jing's slightly raised hand.

Xiao Huawo was flipping through the book on the kang, and when she heard the movement outside, she was about to get up and prepare to greet her, when she saw King Jing walk in, raised her hand to stop her getting off the kang, and came to the edge of the kang to sit down.

"Your Highness." Xiaohua's brows were filled with joy, especially the recent considerate actions of King Jing, which filled her with a sweetness.

King Jing touched Xiaohua's hair, his expression remained unchanged, but his eyes softened a little.

"Did your Highness come back from the front yard? Will you leave later? If not, the servant girl asked them to bring the clothes worn in the house. It always feels uncomfortable to wear the clothes worn outside the house."

"Don't go."

Hearing this, the smile on Xiaohua's face got bigger.

Ding Xiang brought King Jing's homely clothes and a pair of silk shoes with extremely soft uppers.

Xiao Hua came down from the kang, and served King Jing to change the outer clothes without pretending to be her hands. She was about to squat down to take off his boots and change his shoes, but was stopped by King Jing.

Ding Xiang had good eyes. Seeing this, she hurried over and knelt down to take off the boots on King Jing's feet.

After giving up, Ding Lan served tea, and the serving palace servants went out one after another.

King Jing doesn't like to have many people waiting around him, and when Xiaohua gets along with King Jing, there are people around him who will be restrained. As time goes by, when the two of them get along now, no one will be left in the house, including Fushun after he came to the west courtyard. You can also move freely.

Xiaohua gave up the seat she had just occupied to King Jing, and after placing King Jing on the kang, she sat down beside her.

King Jing touched her hair, and she rubbed his fingers back. The expression is very subtle, but the atmosphere between them is very good. Although Xiaohua still looks at King Jing with indifferent eyes, she can always catch something that makes her happy.

King Jing's favorite books were kept at hand, and he picked one up and flipped through it. Xiaohua sat beside her and was sewing a dress in her hand. Occasionally, King Jing would look up at her, and when he saw the moon-white tunic, he would be in a great mood.

"Is it really good to not have something embroidered on this shirt?"

In particular, each of His Highness's middle coats is so exquisite, seemingly ordinary, but from some dark lines on the cuffs, it can be seen that it was made by a very skilled embroiderer. Looking at the ones in her hands, every time Xiaohua felt a sense of shame.

King Jing didn't speak, but touched her hand.

"Okay, I won't ask you any more, as long as you think it's okay." After a while of silence, Xiaohua said again: "Forget it, I'd better embroider some patterns on the cuffs, if the embroidery is not good, Your Highness can do it." Don't be disgusted." After thinking about it, she still thinks that's the way to go.

King Jing seemed to hear the anxiety in her tone, and stroked her hair again.

The sense of shame and apprehension disappeared immediately, and Xiao Hua's half-sagging face smiled even wider, and she lowered her head and continued to sew seriously.